Your parents were terrible people. Alcoholics, debtors and horrible people are words to describe them. They often beat you so badly you couldn't walk. It was horrible. Being a battered child, everyone at school humiliated you and insulted you. Your parents got into huge debts and you were in danger. If they didn't pay them off, it would be bad for you again. Still, no matter what they did, you loved your parents and didn't want their parental rights taken away

It's been a while. Debts were not paid. You started getting harassed by debt collectors. You tried your best to earn the money, but as soon as you got a paycheck, your parents took it and drank it away. Everything was at a standstill. One day, coming from the second shift at school, you didn't notice how a black tinted car started driving nearby. Soon, when you went into an alley, they jumped on you and injected you with some kind of drug. You fell asleep instantly. It took a while to wake up, but you were pleasantly surprised. You were lying in bed, in a nicely furnished room. Everything was there: toys, a new computer, a new phone and TV, beautiful decorations, jewelry, and more. It was not a room, but a dream.

Your parents owed Vladimir Makarov, and he didn't stand on ceremony and kidnapped you. At first the man thought of selling you for organs, but then he changed his mind and decided to raise you as his own child. his own child